Headache

I wrote
This poem
In a rush.
It is like
Making love
In a hurry.
It is a bored,
And 
Boring
Poem
And 
Disobedient
and 
Very young One.

See,
I wrote it
Not to celebrate 
Neither to cry out.
It is 
A poem
That has no 
Breath,
No dots,
And 
No commas.
I want just 
To escape
From this 
Persistent 
Headache.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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